- Carlier: Images were first made to conjure up the appearances of something absent. It soon became evident that an image could outlast what it represented and, by implication, showed how others saw it.
- Madeleine: Again! Nothing but men in your cards.
- Lena Weber: What's it mean?
- Madeleine: You're the romantic type.
- Michel Korski: Blitzkrieg, my foot. It's 3,000 miles to Moscow. They forgot the Russian winter. Like Napoleon. Hitler has lost. They're screwed. In two months the war will be over. They have some great generals in the Red Army: Malinovski, Timoshenko, the Voronovs, Jukov.
- Lena Weber: Come to bed and forget about the Russian generals.
- Lena Weber: I've torn my stocking. You go bare-legged?
- Madeleine: It wasn't cold out. I put on suntan lotion.
- Costa Segara: I'll repay them. They needn't worry. They're too stingy. Mr. and Mrs. Tightwad! The Tightwads!
- Lena Weber: Seen my thighs?
- Madeleine: What about them?
- Lena Weber: They're too fat.
- Madeleine: [laughs] Don't talk nonsense.
- Lena Weber, Michel Korski, Sophie, Florence: [singing] There was a party at the grocery store, The camembert jumped in the air, The livarot followed suit, The roquefort displayed its usual flair, And the cantal romanced all the fruit!
- Madeleine: You have a wonderful body! I have terrible breasts. You don't. I've always felt ashamed of my breasts.
- Lena Weber: Mine are too small.
- Madeleine: They're adorable. Why do I feel so at ease with you?
- Michel Korski: A drink, Madeleine?
- Madeleine: Oh, no. It's too strong. I'll be drunk.
- Michel Korski: I love your parents. They're so nice.
- Madeleine: Where's Lena?
- Michel Korski: She's all you care about. What about me? You never look at me. I often look at you. That blouse suits you. Isn't it a bit transparent?
- Florence: Papa, the winner of the Tour de France bike race in 1952 was Fausto Coppa?
- Michel Korski: No, Coppi.
- Lena Weber: How will you manage? What will you live on? Alone with a child? You realize what it means?
- Madeleine: Can't one start from scratch again at 30?
- Lena Weber: [showing off a black cocktail dress] Do you like it? You don't? Madeleine lent it to me.
- Michel Korski: She didn't dare wear it? Take it off at once.
- Lena Weber: What's got into you?
- Michel Korski: Know what you look like? It's so tight, I can see your panty line.
- Lena Weber: [takes off her panties] There. No more panty line. Gone!
- Michel Korski: What were you when I married you? I tended you like a plant! I slaved so that you'd lack for nothing. I gave you everything! And what've you given me? What have I got?
- Michel Korski: I know you saw her! You don't even hide your filth, now. Know what that's called? Dykes! Dykes, that's what you are!
- Lena Weber: Fresh air! I wasn't in the mood.
- Madeleine: Why not?
- Lena Weber: He had no ass.
- Madeleine: You like ass?
- Lena Weber: I like there to be a little. Anyway, I'm too drunk.
- Lena Weber: I couldn't resist. I'm sure the other two soldiers were awake.
- Madeleine: Incredible!
- Lena Weber: We didn't make love. He just caressed me. But I was so excited, I thought I'd faint. I can't explain it. I'd never experienced it that way before. Never.
- Madeleine: But you came! It was the first time?
- Lena Weber: Oh, well, yes.
- Madeleine: It's crazy.
- [laughs]
- Lena Weber: I'm ashamed.
- Michel Korski: You've lost your self-respect! You've gone crazy!
- Lena Weber: It's your fault! You can't understand. Madeleine helps me live. I suffocate without her! Understand?
- Michel Korski: It's my fault. I should have suspected right off. I could have kept you apart. She's always tried to set you against me. She's jealous. She has nothing with Costa.
- Michel Korski: So, I'm crossed out. Just like that. What about me? Have you thought of that? What about my future? What about my future?